In the huge square in front of the Wang's Hall, the atmosphere seemed extremely depressing. Under the strong murderous aura, many people did not even dare to kick the atmosphere.

"You killed the second prince?"

A group of burly cavalry, riding a lion and wearing dark armor, has surrounded a young man.

These people are coming fiercely, and at first glance there are at least nearly a hundred in number.

The questioner was Meng Lang who had spoken before.

Meng Lang was a captain of the Battle Spirit Iron Cavalry Group, and what he brought at the moment was his team of hundred people.

The young man surrounded by the center just frowned, and there was no panic on that delicate face.

"Yes, I killed the second prince. If you want to avenge him, then come!"

The young man was naturally Ye Fan, and he admitted everything frankly at this moment. A masculine man, dare to act.

"Captain Meng Lang, I am afraid that there is a misunderstanding in this matter. It was the second prince who made an appointment with this little brother first!"

Although knowing that it might not be of much use, Wang Yu stepped forward and said a word of love for Ye Fan.

"Prince Wang, it's not that I don't give you the old face. You should understand that anyone who dares to kill the royal family must punish the nine families, not to mention that the person who killed the royal prince must be blamed for all deaths."

Meng Lang slowed down slightly when speaking to Wang Yu, but his attitude was still very tough.

The royal family has the rules of the royal family, and there can be no mercy, otherwise how to rule the Xuantian Dynasty.

"Oh..." Wang Yu sighed after hearing this, and wanted to say a few more words, but was interrupted by Ye Fan: "Yu Gong, thank you for your help, but since I committed the matter, I should bear the consequences myself."

Although the death of the second prince shocked the Battle Spirit Iron Cavalry regiment, Ye Fan still had no regrets. If Wang Xin was to be safe, the second prince must be killed.

"Ye Fan, I want to be punished with you!"

Wang Xinruo's robe danced lightly, her beautiful eyes were full of obsessions of life and death, and she wanted to fly towards Ye Fan.

"Do not...."

Ye Fan yelled violently, and a bright force emerged from his body, which forced Wang Xinruo to retreat.

At the same time, Meng Lang's mouth also made an indifferent voice and said: "My battle spirit iron cavalry group is doing things, and there is no interference with other people. As Miss Wang, don't you even understand this?"

"I don't understand, but I know that all of this is because of me today. If you must find an explanation, then come to me." Wang Xinruo was very excited, thinking of Ye Fan's side, but was warned. The Soul Iron Cavalry Group was completely stopped outside, no matter how hard it was to get close to Ye Fan.

"Prime Minister Wang, I hope you can take care of your own people. If you accidentally hurt you later, I will not be responsible for Meng Lang!"

With a female streamer, Meng Lang didn't intend to speak more, and after turning his head to exhort Wang Yu, he began his business.

"brush!"

A very mighty and handsome jump, Meng Lang jumped directly from the lion and landed firmly in front of Ye Fan.

"Ye Fan, the newly promoted Zixiao emperor, came from the Northern Territory, and spent less than three years in the Lingxiao Palace and reached the pinnacle of his disciple. He has ruthless methods, iron-blooded ruthlessness, and a legendary peerless heavenly sword. , And the power of the crown prince, am I correct?"

While talking, Meng Lang slowly took off the iron helmet on his head, revealing a face full of vicissitudes of life with scars, a smile on his face at the moment.

It seems to be appreciative, but also playful.

"It seems that it took a lot of your thoughts to investigate me so carefully in such a short period of time!"

Ye Fan responded indifferently, but also changed direction to admit Meng Lang's words.

As for the ruthless methods, iron-blooded ruthlessness, these are the enemy's evaluation of Ye Fan, and this is true if you look at the vast majority of Ye Fan's deeds.

"An opponent like you is quite interesting, so let me Meng Lang to see how good you are!"

While speaking, Meng Lang's eyes gradually ignited a raging war spirit, and for people like Ye Fan, he was already qualified to be his opponent.

"The second level of Tianyan realm, in terms of realm, you are indeed better than the second prince!" Ye Fan showed the Gamma Scripture, and then he saw through Meng Lang's cultivation.

At the same time, his gaze swept over the people around him. Among the nearly a hundred battle spirit cavalry, most of them were only the powerhouses in the late stage of the Vientiane Realm, and only a few of them entered the Heavenly Evolve Realm.

But this is the case. If they gather and attack, Ye Fan still has no resistance. At this moment, he can only take one step at a time, at least let the arrogant Meng Lang in front of him have a little bit of knowledge.

Although the realm is higher than the second prince, the true strength is still uncertain.

"The power of the crown prince, now!"

Following Ye Fan's violent shout, the dazzling golden light burst out from his body, surging with power, reaching the power of Tian Yan.

"What a strong breath of the king!"

Meng Lang was already startled by this power before he even made a move, and couldn't help but murmur secretly.

In Ye Fan's own power, the power of the crown prince of the second and third princes was added, how could it not be strong at this moment.

"Eat me first!"

Seeing that the opponent had been startled by his own power, Ye Fan took the opportunity to attack Meng Lang.

Although the opponent has already experienced many battles, why is he not?

In the battle, any good time can not be let go.

"brush!"

This attack was not as simple as the power of the crown prince, but also combined with Ye Fan's unfavorable dragon claw power.

The essence and blood in the body and the air force have been exhausted under the display of the two big trump card martial arts, and the state is still recovering at this moment, so Ye Fan can only use his physical strength to fight the power of the crown prince.

But these two forces alone are enough for Meng Lang to drink a pot.

"Cracking!"

Under this punch, perhaps because the power was too strong, even the space was smashed out of Mars, accompanied by a harsh sound.

"God of War body, block it for me!"

Facing the extremely fast punch, Meng Lang wanted to choose a counterattack, so he resorted to a set of body-refining exercises that everyone in the battle spirit iron cavalry group would practice. This method was specifically combined with the **** of war armor on their body. Use, has a great resistance.

"clang...."

The dragon claw collided with the war **** armor, and a metal collision-like body appeared in an instant.

Ye Fan's dragon claws felt a sense of detention, as if he had hit a huge mountain, making him a little depressed.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

And Meng Lang was smashed back three steps, and a depression appeared on the God of War armor.

Although Ye Fan didn't break his defense, he still caused some damage to the God of War armor.

"Come again!"

Before Meng Lang could react from this hit, Ye Fan once again preempted, but the target of this punch was no longer Meng Lang's chest in armor, but his bare head.

If the head is hit by this fist head-on, no matter how strong the body of the God of War Meng Lang has been cultivated, it will inevitably end in a blossoming head.